Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

Su Mo and Uncle Jiu were lying in the grass not far away, observing the empty church under the moonlight.

"How are you sure it will definitely come here?" Uncle Jiu asked in a low voice.

"Brother, just wait." Su Mo did not explain.

Could it be that I actually watched the movie Taoist One Eyebrow?

In the dark night, time passed silently, and many people in the cave were already drowsy and dozed off incessantly.

Uncle Jiu and Su Mo, who were lying in the grass, both looked radiant.

Needless to say, Su Mo practiced alchemy and pursued longevity. With the improvement of his realm, his physical fitness would gradually break away from the category of mortals.

Although Uncle Jiu didn't practice alchemy, the branch of Taoism that subdues demons and kills ghosts also has the effect of improving physical fitness.

There seemed to be a chirping of bats in the distance, which was especially clear in the silent night.

"coming."

Su Mo slowly lowered his body, hiding his body in the grass, and Uncle Jiu followed him to do the same.

Not long after, a group of bats suddenly flew over from the sky, and among the bats, a tall figure lay quietly.

Uncle Jiu turned his head and glanced at Su Mo beside him in surprise, but he still didn't ask.

When they reached the entrance of the church, all the bats dispersed, and Father Fall, who had turned into a zombie, also jumped from the sky.

It stood at the door of the church for a while, its nose touched, and doubts flashed across its face.

After all, the smell of kerosene was too strong.

However, after becoming a zombie, almost all of its memories of life were lost, leaving only the simplest wisdom, hatred and bloodthirsty desire.

So after staying for a while, Father Fall walked into the church without hesitation, and finally came directly to the retreat room.

The things placed in the retreat room aroused the few memories left in its mind, and also aroused hatred.

With a roar, it grabbed the cross hanging on the wall and shattered it on the table.

Then he walked behind the bones of Father Qi, grabbed the whole bones, and tore them into pieces in his hands, not even letting go of the photos on the wall.

After venting his hatred, Father Fall let out a low growl at the moonlight outside the window, then jumped into the coffin in the retreat room and closed the lid.

Even though the zombies in the Central Plains were formed by evil spirits, some of the habits of western vampires still remain on them.

For example, I like to rest in a coffin.

At this moment, there is a golden light on the sky, and the sun will rise soon.

Su Mo waved his sleeves, and a paper figurine jumped out.

He stuffed the torch he had prepared into the hand of the paper figurine, lit it with a talisman, and directed the paper figurine to rush towards the church.

As soon as the torch fell on the wall, the kerosene soaked in the wall was instantly ignited.

Then the fire began to spread at a terrifying speed, and within a few dozen breaths, the entire church completely turned into a huge torch.

The raging fire was blown by the evening wind, and even illuminated the entire night sky!

In the cave, everyone walked to the entrance of the cave, quietly watching the huge torch rising into the sky in the distance.

The dean also stood among the crowd, with a complicated expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

The flames ignited and quickly spread to the retreat room.

Su Mo had someone paint a thick layer of kerosene on the coffin, and a lot of it was dumped inside the coffin.

Just as soon as it came into contact with the flames at this moment, the entire coffin completely burned, and even a slight explosion sounded inside.

".Roar!"

Priest Farr, who was resting quietly, opened his eyes instantly, and then jumped straight out of the coffin.

Its whole body was wrapped in flames, bursts of black smoke continued to emerge from its body, and miserable screams rang out one after another.

It even overwhelmed the explosion sound from burning wood, echoing far away in the night sky.

In the cave, the villagers obviously also heard the screams, and everyone had a look of panic and anxiety on their faces.

And several nuns, led by the dean, knelt on the ground and began to pray.

In the grass (or Zhao's) bushes, Su Mo has been waiting. After a long time, his brows were slightly frowned: "It's strange... where is the other zombie?"

That Mrs. Bates has not yet appeared.

The entire Quanchang Village was deserted, so he was not afraid of its sneak attack, and Wencai had a messenger arrow left by him, so he would naturally send out a signal if he encountered danger.

"It's a pity that I didn't kill two birds with one stone, but if I can kill one zombie, the rest will be easier to deal with." Uncle Nine comforted beside him.

"Yes." Su Mo nodded, and once again cast his gaze into the flames.

In the church, a figure suddenly appeared, struggling to walk out of the sea of ​​fire.

It was wrapped in flames, and its entire body turned into a coke-like appearance at this moment, black blood continuously gushing out along the burnt skin and flesh.

Before the drops fell on the ground, they were directly evaporated by the surrounding hot temperature.

It looks terrible!Yet it was terrifying. .

Chapter 90

"Do you still think about it?"

Su Mo, who was hiding in the grass, naturally saw its purpose. Dozens of paper figurines flew out of their sleeves, and rushed into the flames with a big knife on their shoulders.

"Roar!"

The angry roar of that zombie has already involved life and death, and it must do its best.

However, in the face of the indestructible and painless paper man, its anger didn't seem to have any effect.

Without the corrosion of Mrs. Bates' red mist, apart from being stronger, the only way for Father Fall is to control the bats.

It's just that under such a fire, no matter how many bats come, it will only increase the coke.

Whether it scratches, bites or tears, it can only leave a shallow mark on the paper figurine.

And these paper figurines didn't want to kill it, they just blocked it tightly in the fire and let the flames burn.

Slowly, Father Fall's struggle became weaker and weaker.

At the beginning, it could knock a paper doll into the air with one paw, but in the end, it could only knock a paper doll back a few steps with a full claw.

After all, without the control of Su Mo's primordial spirit, the paper figurine's strength, speed, and reaction ability would be greatly reduced.

"Woooo-"

At this moment, a sound like howling a wolf suddenly came from the distant jungle.

In the midst of the fire, Father Farr, who was about to give up at first, started to struggle crazily again after hearing this voice, as if flashing back.

And he kept struggling towards the outside of the church, the target was the direction from which the voice came out.

Su Mo looked at the jungle in the distance, hesitation flashed across his face, but he waved his hand after all, and the paper figurines retreated.

Without the restraint of the paper figurine, Father Farr finally escaped from the flames. Although his whole body was burned to the point of a skeleton, he was not dead after all, and he just walked towards the jungle with his whole body in flames.

"Junior Brother?" Uncle Jiu frowned, "Why don't you go all out and burn it to death?"

"There is another one, it should be hiding in the jungle!"

Su Mo took a deep breath, and glanced at the direction of the cave: "If I burn him to death now, the remaining one will probably run away immediately, and won't come out until we leave."

"These zombies are not ordinary zombies. Their original bodies are vampires, so even after being corpses, they still retain some simple wisdom, knowing to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages!"

"We can stay in this village for a few days, but we can't stay for a lifetime, and the female zombie may not only stay in this village."

Su Mo's meaning is obvious.

If the two zombies could not be killed together, the other would probably run away immediately.

If you want to catch it again, it will be difficult.

At the same time as he said this, Su Mo had already swooped out and followed Father Fall into the jungle.

Naturally, Uncle Jiu would not lag behind, he followed Su Mo's back and got in at the same time.

At this moment, the sky has begun to shine brightly, and the entire jungle is filled with thick mist.

The flame on Father Farr's body was finally extinguished, but the black blood was still left behind all the time, walking all the way, leaving a series of very conspicuous black footprints on the ground.

Su Mo and Uncle Jiu followed closely behind the footprints and ran forward.

While passing through a patch of grass, Uncle Jiu's voice suddenly came: "Wait, don't come here, this is a swamp!"

Su Mo pushed aside the grass, but just in time to see Uncle Jiu's two legs sinking into the swamp, reaching the knees.

"Step on the body of the paper figurine and come over." Su Mo threw a paper figurine in front of Uncle Jiu, and Uncle Jiu pressed hard on the paper figurine's back, and he rolled up from the swamp.

And the paper figurine sank completely.

"How did it get there?" Uncle Jiu frowned tightly.

The swamp is very thin, let alone people, even rats will sink.

"bat."

Su Mo observed for a while, but suddenly found that there were several bat corpses on the edge of the swamp, all of which were scorched by the flames.

"It has the ability to summon bats. Look at these bats, only half of their bodies are scorched. It is obvious that they were burned to death by the flames left on their bodies when they dragged the zombies!"

Uncle Jiu looked intently and found that it was exactly what Su Mo said.

"Then how do we get there?"

"There is a way." Su Mo casually threw out a few paper figurines.

Then, just like that, the paper man was dismantled into a large number of bamboo strips and white paper, and his hands were dancing quickly.

Soon, a white paper boat that could hold two people took shape under his hands, with oars on board.

He pushed the boat into the swamp, and jumped on it: "Brother, hurry up."

Uncle Jiu didn't hesitate, but after jumping into the boat, there was still a strong expression of surprise on his face: "Junior brother's paper figurine magic is really amazing!"

The boat made of white paper was light and convenient, and the two of them quickly rolled across the swamp without much effort.

When he jumped ashore, Su Mo squeezed out a magic seal in his hand, and the boat instantly turned into an ordinary white paper bamboo strip, and then it was soaked by the swamp and slowly sank.

"Let's go, it's almost dawn!"

Su Mo looked at the gradually rising sun in the distance, and murmured softly.

Once the sky is bright, the two zombies will inevitably hide and start to sleep, and it will be difficult to find them again at that time.

In the lush jungle, Father Fall, who was covered in burnt black, walked quickly, without noticing that there were two people following him far behind him.

It deliberately avoided the place where the sun fell, and at the same time kept responding to the low growl from a distance.

When crossing the swamp just now, more than half of the bats were burned to death by the remaining flames on their bodies, so they can only walk by themselves at this moment.

And the sky is about to dawn at this moment, even if there are bats, they can't fly through the air swaggeringly.

Finally, Father Fall stopped under a big tree, raised his head, opened his mouth, and let out low growls from its throat, as if calling for something.

"Uh ho ho - uh ho -"

After a few breaths, another voice came from afar: "Ho ho—"

The voice seemed a little sharp.

Not long after, a strong wind howled in the dense forest suddenly.

A figure half-flying and half-running rushed over from a distance, with a pair of huge bat wings on the back of the figure!

It was the other zombie, Mrs. Bates.

Mrs. Bates was still carrying two sika deer in her hand. When she rushed to Father Farr, she picked up one of them and tore the neck of the sika deer with one claw.

Blood gushed out in an instant, while Father Farr quickly threw himself on the sika deer, sucking it up.

The burns on it began to heal slowly.

After all, it was just deer blood, not as powerful as human blood.